Sun's words seemed to praise Tian Xinmiao, but when her eyes finally moved from the two bowls of braised pork and stewed potatoes to Tian Xinmiao's face, she had a look of disgust.

Tian Xin Miao made a face and put two bowls of braised pork and stewed potatoes on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Then he motioned to Ruan Haoyan to put the plate with steamed buns on the table, "Dad, mother, the food I cooked tonight is simple, because I thought there was braised pork and stewed potatoes, so I didn't make anything else, we will eat steamed buns and braised pork stewed potatoes, you see, okay?" ”

Looking at the wooden expression on Tian Xinmiao's face, Wu also understood in his heart that she must have been a little unhappy because Sun beat her that night.

"It's okay, it's okay, that's fine."

Wu Shi, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, hurriedly stood up, took the chopsticks from Tian Xinmiao's hand, and continued: "You sit over there with Haoyan and Haoming, and I will bring this bowl to you." ”

After the words fell, before Wu could put the chopsticks on Sun and Ruan Yongsheng, who were sitting on both sides of the Eight Immortals table, he saw that Sun's two hands had quickly pulled the two bowls in front of him.

"Your new daughter-in-law is too ignorant, how can you only make such a little braised pork-" Sun suddenly paused, unable to remember what Tian Xinmiao said about a long and cumbersome name.

"Anyway, it's this dish, there are a lot of potatoes at home, won't you cook more?"

Sun protected two bowls of braised stewed potatoes, but his eyes were waiting for Tian Xinmiao angrily.

Tian Xinmiao looked at Ruan Yongsheng with an embarrassed expression, and then at the Wu family, "Father, mother, there are a lot of artichokes, but meat-"

Ruan Yongsheng made a bitter face and looked at Sun helplessly, "Mother, how can there be so much meat at home!" ”

"If you don't have meat, you still eat braised pork stew and stewed artichoke, it's better to eat stewed artichoke directly."

"Mother, you see that's it, you take one bowl back, and let Haoming make up for the other bowl, okay?"

Looking at the braised pork stewed artichoke that was divided into two bowls, Wu understood that it must have been Tian Xinmiao who heard the movement and specially divided it into two bowls, one bowl for Sun to bring back, and one bowl for them to eat.

But now looking at Sun's posture, it seems that she has to take away both bowls.

"Hao Ming is young, there is a need to make up for it, you see that your father is as thin as a hemp stick, and then look at me, I can only walk with a crutch, shouldn't I make up for it."

Before Sun's words fell, he had already stood up, holding a bowl in each hand, and was about to leave, only to find that he could not hold the crutch at hand.

"Mother, don't you always serve half of the egg noodles every time you come? Why do you have to take away the braised pork and stewed potatoes today? ”

On weekdays, when the Sun family returned with half of the egg noodles, Ruan Yongsheng recognized it, and he also felt that filial piety to his father and mother was nothing.

But today, his mother didn't even leave half of it for them, and he, Wu, Haoyan and Xinmiao were just that, and they could still eat a full meal every day, but Haoming had been eating dry cakes for a week at school.

The expression on Sun's face froze slightly, but he didn't pay attention to Ruan Yongsheng's words, but turned back to Ruan Haoyan and shouted, "Haoyan, go get me a porcelain basin." ”

Ruan Haoyan pouted angrily and pretended not to hear.

Ruan Hao was dissatisfied with his grandmother's approach a long time ago, but his father didn't let him say it, and he could only be so angry that he could only gasp there.

Wu looked at Tian Xinmiao with a wooden expression, Ruan Haoming who puffed out his face because he was angry, and Ruan Haoyan who could drop a vinegar bottle on his mouth, and sighed silently in his heart.

"Mother, I'll go get you a porcelain basin!"